dear firing maria diary,
i am going to let my housekeeper go. half the time she doesn't come, like last week, she was busy, AND IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY, and i was going to take her out for chinese food- and she is mexican. this week my kitchen is stupid and i already know she's gunna call with an excuse. i just hate to actually do it. i suppose i could just obtain an order of protection, but i would have to lie to get it. but hell, like that ain't ever been done before. naw, i wouldn't do that to anyone, i like maria and her husband juan. they are good people. it is just now that the basement is so clean and organized- i think it'll be easier to keep the rest of the house the same way. i know where my favorite box is right now. so, if there was a fire or i wanted to leave fast- i know which box to grab and run with. i just love that box. it has my mexican label corona bottle of soybeans in it, my glass milk pint jar of dirt, my clay cactus, my whole wet bar 2/6/96 liquor bottles (still full) from my david letterman stupid pet tricks hotel room, my autograph from eddie murphy (after we kissed at the 1982 world's fair) and my baby picture of my mom in the antique glass frame. i would risk my life to save THAT box. i have other interesting boxes too, but that one- it is my favorite. when i opened that box, i knew that it was special because i had wrote on the top, "packed 11/11/05 the YAY day- 6:19PM i love you." i would prolly still have my favorite stuff out- if i hadn't of packed it. i repacked that box in a better box and i'll prolly always know right where it is.
i am going to let my housekeeper go. half the time she doesn't come, like last week, she was busy, AND IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY, and i was going to take her out for chinese food- and she is mexican. this week my kitchen is stupid and i already know she's gunna call with an excuse. i just hate to actually do it. i suppose i could just obtain an order of protection, but i would have to lie to get it. but hell, like that ain't ever been done before. naw, i wouldn't do that to anyone, i like maria and her husband juan. they are good people. it is just now that the basement is so clean and organized- i think it'll be easier to keep the rest of the house the same way. i know where my favorite box is right now. so, if there was a fire or i wanted to leave fast- i know which box to grab and run with. i just love that box. it has my mexican label corona bottle of soybeans in it, my glass milk pint jar of dirt, my clay cactus, my whole wet bar 2/6/96 liquor bottles (still full) from my david letterman stupid pet tricks hotel room, my autograph from eddie murphy (after we kissed at the 1982 world's fair) and my baby picture of my mom in the antique glass frame. i would risk my life to save THAT box. i have other interesting boxes too, but that one- it is my favorite. when i opened that box, i knew that it was special because i had wrote on the top, "packed 11/11/05 the YAY day- 6:19PM i love you." i would prolly still have my favorite stuff out- if i hadn't of packed it. i repacked that box in a better box and i'll prolly always know right where it is.
